Princess Ming got the news, and did not go out of the house directly, but went to King Ming's study, and after getting King Ming's permission, she went into the study to discuss the matter with King Ming.

"Lord Wang. Princess Ming blessed her body, and King Ming raised her head, "The princess is here, sit down." ”

"Presumably the prince already knows what the concubine is talking about? I don't know what the prince has planned? What should the concubine do if she deals with the Marquis of Changping?" Princess Ming went straight to the point, "If other people from the Hou Mansion come, the concubine can still come forward to stop one or two, but the person who came is the Marquis of Changping, and it is not appropriate for the concubine to come forward." ”

King Ming nodded, "What the princess said is very true. ”

King Ming, under the sword eyebrows, his narrow eyes are like gurgling spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, his nose is like a hanging gall, as straight as a distant mountain of teish, his lips are thin and the color of his lips is light, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, and he is even more manly and unrestrained, he is far more handsome than he imagined, and the appearance of people in the royal family is so impeccable.

Looking at it carefully, King Ming and the prince of Ming have no resemblance, but they are one or two points similar to Princess Ming.

King Ming's fingers kept tapping on the bookcase, not slow, not arrogant, not impatient, Princess Ming knew that this was King Ming's habit of calculation, so naturally she would not disturb loudly.

Half a day.

"The princess will go back first, and leave this matter to the king. King Ming finally spoke up.

"What about Miss Meng?"

"There's no hurry. King Ming lightly spit out two people.

With King Ming's clear answer, Princess Ming also had a bottom in her heart, and stood up and faced King Ming's blessing, "Then the concubine will not disturb the prince's reception, and go back first." ”

"Hmm. ”

After Princess Ming left, King Ming ordered someone to invite the Marquis of Changping into the mansion.

......

At the gate of the Ming Palace, the Marquis of Changping waited patiently, without a trace of anxiety and impatience on his face, but he was thinking in his heart, he had not seen anyone from the palace come out for so long, and he was afraid that he would have to meet with King Ming today.

Really.

In less than a moment, a subordinate dressed as a steward hurriedly ran out of the palace, and when he saw the Marquis of Changping, his face was full of smiles, and he bowed, "The little one has seen the Marquis of Changping." ”

"I don't know that the Marquis of Changping personally came to the palace, the hospitality was not good, so that the Marquis of Changping waited for so long, it was really a small negligence, the Marquis of Changping has been waiting here for a long time, he must have been thirsty and tired, he might as well go into the palace to rest for a while, what do you think?"

"No need, Ben Hou has already made it clear, I came here today just to take the little girl back to the house, and when the Japanese Hou Zi changes, he will personally come to the door to thank the prince. The Marquis of Changping clearly refused.

But in my heart I scoffed.

This king of Ming is really, on the grounds of 'taking a break', he wants to let himself enter the gate of this palace, when he is really a three-year-old child, is he not sensible?

When the steward heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared between his eyebrows, "Isn't it embarrassing for the little Hou Ye? If the prince knew that the Hou Ye personally visited the palace, the little ones didn't treat him well, and let the Hou Ye wait at the gate of the mansion for a long time, wouldn't it make it difficult for the little ones to be people?"

Changping Hou looked at the steward, still indifferent.

Think you can make yourself conform with a bitter meat trick?

He is not a descendant of his Hou Mansion, so why should he take care of it?

Did he seem to be very talkative, kind-hearted? Who gave him such an illusion?

Ben Hou didn't want to repeat it. Changping Hou's tone was firm.

The steward found that his bitter plan was useless, so he simply let it go out and knelt on the ground.